Chapter 100: Gentleman (For the Supreme Opening Heaven Talisman-Holding Profound Vault High God Alliance)

The next day.

Aaron went out in the morning and enjoyed a discounted, hearty lunch at the Witch's House.

In the afternoon, he went to watch a circus performance, idling away the whole day, which perfectly fit the image of a wealthy young man in the eyes of his landlady and the people around him.

When evening came, he went to visit Mr. Clark Das.

"Put this on."

Clark Das handed over a black hooded robe; atop the supple black robe was a Black Iron mask capable of covering everything above the mouth.

Clark Das, draped in a gray robe and wearing a white tin mask, said in a hoarse voice, "I have also brought a new friend."

This place was right by the Mother River, and one could see the steel bridge spanning east to west just by looking up.

"I have no items to sell, but I am looking to purchase some things, such as knowledge regarding the various Deities, or... some materials full of Spirituality, preferably leaning towards 'Light'; I can pay in Pounds or trade with knowledge."

"I have some confidence in my own skills." Aaron patted the holster and sword at his waist.

"It is best not to have any conflict... unless the other party strikes first, otherwise you will certainly be listed as an unwelcome person next time."

Clearly, this was a slum, the place where the police force invested the least effort.

Aaron guessed to himself.

It was unclear how the person behind the wooden door verified them, but after a few seconds, the wooden door pulled open, revealing a hunchbacked man behind it.

After hanging the Horse Lantern on a hook on the wall, he sat down next to Clark Das and waited quietly.

This was the code name he had decided on beforehand.

'It seems this "Gentleman" is a Pharmacist?'

Aaron watched Clark Das, whose posture hadn't changed at all, and understood this must be the opening act, so he also sat still.

His back was hunched and deformed, and the eyes and nose on his face were extremely uncoordinated, as if they had been casually molded out of mud.

Pop!

A small window on the wooden door was pulled open, revealing a pair of vigilant eyes.

They all concealed their figures, and Aaron could only judge their gender from some external shapes, which might not even be accurate.

Clark Das drove the carriage himself and arrived at the Iver Bridge District.

"I have named this incense 'Rolanda'; it can harmonize our spirit and flesh, making it easier for us to enter Meditation, and for ordinary people, it makes them easier to be hypnotized and greatly increases the probability of entering a dream..."

However, among them, there were also some relatively normal ones.

Aaron watched coldly from the sidelines and discovered that most of these purchase requests were for Spirit Materials, Talismans, Secret Transmissions, and so on.

At the same time, he smelled a strange and rich fragrance.

As for what was for sale, it was even more varied, mixed with some extremely complex and Weird things, such as the bone powder of a three-year-old infant, honey-preserved corpses, and so on; no matter how one looked at it, these were Evil Domain transactions that should be cracked down on by the authorities.

Not long after, a basement appeared in his sight, with iron candle holders around it, upon which candles were burning.

During this time, he also received quite a few scrutinizing gazes.

It is unknown how much time passed, but after more than half of the chairs were occupied, a person in a white robe carrying a silver candle holder walked into the secret room.

Aaron stood up, scanned the room, and said with a disguised voice: "'Stiletto', I am called 'Stiletto'!"

Aaron muttered a complaint in his heart, took the Horse Lantern handed over by the other party, and followed Clark Das all the way down the corridor.

Mr. 'Gentleman's' magnetic voice came: "This is also a product I brought today, 5 Pounds per vial! I brought ten vials in total!"

He gave another word of caution.

After Aaron, it was Clark Das's turn.

A kind of hazy fragrance immediately overflowed into the surroundings, and the shadows on the walls became a little blurred because of it.

At this moment, 'Gentleman's' gaze turned toward Aaron: "Our Mr. 'Knowledge' has also brought a new friend; hmm, according to the rules, you can give yourself a code name, and proceed with trading first, state your needs, or purchase items, or post commissions..."

The surrounding buildings were all of that shed-style, with two families sharing one wall, a large number of houses of varying heights crowded together, various alleys extending in all directions, and homeless people and beggars were not uncommon.

'Complex movement of people, convenient terrain, easy to conceal identity and escape at any time!'

"It's me!"

"This is a gathering to hide identities; the participants may include those Secret Teachings followers and evil believers, or even spies from the Investigation Bureau; it is not safe, and everything requires caution."

In the center of the basement, there was a round table with more than twenty chairs around it, and some of the chairs were already occupied.

"The gathering has begun, I am the host—Gentleman!"

Under the influence of this incense, the Spirituality within his body became slightly exuberant.

This seemed to be related to the 'Mystery' path, but it was unknown if it was a requirement of the Ritual or some other special need.

This was also for Secrecy, so Aaron did not carelessly take out the Secret Transmissions and human skin, but prepared to show them to the real buyers; that way, the confidentiality would be higher.

He coughed once and chuckled: "I am still the same as before, infinitely purchasing knowledge of secret history, as well as items rich in historical atmosphere..."

After finishing, he sat down accordingly.

Clark stepped forward and knocked on the iron ring nailed to the wooden door.

The person in the white robe said elegantly, placed the silver candle holder on the round table, took a small metal bottle from his bosom, and dripped the liquid inside into the flame drop by drop.

Clark Das stopped the carriage outside the Iver Bridge District, and the two walked into the district, traveling through a series of blocked, narrow, and foul-smelling alleys, finally stopping in front of a gray and unremarkable building.

There were even rumors that if those Black Skins did not gather more than ten people and carry firearms, they would not dare to enter such a place to inspect.

According to Clark's statement, after everyone had spoken, if there was interest, notes would be passed over, and then they would go to a more private room to discuss the transaction.

After Clark, a petite female began to speak: "I... I need a Talisman that can drive away vengeful spirits..."

If one went out at night, it would certainly scare people to death.

Aaron looked at the surrounding environment and couldn't help but nod secretly.

For example, a burly man called 'Beast' claimed that he had obtained a Treasure Map, which might involve some ancient ruins, and wanted to find a few accomplices to explore it; those interested could contact him.

But according to Clark's statement, this kind of exploration activity was often extremely dangerous.

Aaron estimated that Clark definitely did not want to set out with an expedition team; he was more inclined to wait for the other party to successfully explore and then purchase the items he was interested in at the gathering.

(End of chapter)